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Tuesday Trip Tip!

If you are anything like us, and if you are reading this, lets face it, you probably are, then your grocery bill ranges from pretty damn high, to pretty damn astronomical.

This tip can't really help you out too much with the cost, unfortunately.

But I'm here to tell you I highly recommend at-home grocery delivery. Its a thing of wonder. You order online, adding and subtracting things - lets face it, its almost all adds - to your list during the week. You can complete an order on Tuesday, set up Saturday delivery, and then add something when you realize you need it on Wednesday, or Friday.

Its great because you can sorta price shop as you go. My wife and I compare the prices to Amazon subscribe and save prices all the time. Plus, when you see that sale at Target, you can hop online and see if ordering it from the grocery store makes more sense.

And you don't have to leave the house. This can't be underestimated. Getting your kids into the car, out of the car, wrangling over who gets to ride in the pretend "car" on the cart first... its all a hassle that adds at least an hour to your shopping trip. With online, at-home delivery, you have to worry about none of it.

What might you worry about: produce. We certainly were. But we have found that not being able to pick your produce sucks, the results are mostly the same as if we did. Sure, now and again you get a watermelon that sucks, but that can happen if you go to the store itself. I will concede that I ordered bananas two weeks ago and they still aren't yellow enough to eat. Otherwise, we have been all in on the online, at-home delivery services.

*we were not compensated for trying or using any of the services named above.

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